The Prose Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Vol. 2 [of 2]Shelley, Percy Bysshe
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The Prose Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Vol. 2 [of 2]
Shelley, Percy Bysshe
English prose literature
We have more moral, political, and historical wisdom than we know
how to reduce into practice; we have more scientific and economical
knowledge than can be accommodated to the just distribution of the
produce which it multiplies. The poetry, in these systems of thought,
is concealed by the accumulation of facts and calculating processes.
There is no want of knowledge respecting what is wisest and best in
morals, government, and political economy, or at least what is wiser
and better than what men now practise and endure. But we let “_I dare
not_ wait upon _I would_, like the poor cat in the adage.” We want the
creative faculty to imagine that which we know; we want the generous
impulse to act that which we imagine; we want the poetry of life:
our calculations have outrun conception; we have eaten more than we
can digest. The cultivation of those sciences which have enlarged
the limits of the empire of man over the external world, has, for
want of the poetical faculty, proportionally circumscribed those of
the internal world; and man, having enslaved the elements, remains
himself a slave. To what but a cultivation of the mechanical arts in a
degree disproportioned to the presence of the creative faculty, which
is the basis of all knowledge, is to be attributed the abuse of all
invention for abridging and combining labour, to the exasperation of
the inequality of mankind? From what other cause has it arisen that
the discoveries which should have lightened, have added a weight to
the curse imposed on Adam? Poetry, and the principle of Self, of which
money is the visible incarnation, are the God and Mammon of the world.
The functions of the poetical faculty are twofold; by one it creates
new materials of knowledge, and power, and pleasure; by the other it
engenders in the mind a desire to reproduce and arrange them according
to a certain rhythm and order, which may be called the beautiful and
the good. The cultivation of poetry is never more to be desired than at
periods when, from an excess of the selfish and calculating principle,
the accumulation of the materials of external life exceed the quantity
of the power of assimilating them to the internal laws of human nature.
The body has then become too unwieldy for that which animates it.
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